December 15th, Earth Day.

The sky was gray, and the rain was gradually falling, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier as time went on.

Ritsu Sasashima, who was still on duty, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the ninth floor of the Metropolitan Police Department, he really didn't like rainy days, and it felt bad to wet his clothes in the rain.

And every rainy season, there are always things that you don't like. He suddenly remembered that it had rained in New York, and that he had seen the one he hadn't seen in a long time.

At this moment, the Black Widow Tavern located near Rice Flower Harbor.

The man in a blue denim jacket sprinting in the rain, pushing open the wooden door of the tavern, complaining and patting the rain off his body.

"It's raining really hard outside, and the weather forecast is really inaccurate."

The man naturally approached the black-clad vodka sitting in front of the bar, smiled at the bartender, and said, "Hello, please give me the same cocktail as him." ”

The chubby bartender didn't reply, just nodded slightly and turned around to get busy.

The golden eyes behind the black sunglasses used the afterglow to catch a glimpse of the man already sitting down beside him, and the vodka raised his right index finger and tapped twice on the table, reminding the man that it was time to hand things over to him.

The vodka on the mission also faded from his unreliable smiling face, and his expressionless and serious appearance was really like it.

The man who understood the little code also immediately took out a white envelope from his coat, and saw that Vodka directly put away the contents without any doubt, he hooked the corners of his mouth and teased: "Don't you need to confirm the contents inside?" ”

Vodka didn't seem to worry about his carefulness at all, he handed out the brown paper envelope in his arms, and snorted softly: "Hmph, if it's a fake, your life will be gone." ”

The man who took the envelope pulled out a thick wad of yen and said with a smile, "I need to make sure about it." ”

"Whatever you want." Vodka holds up the cocktail glass in front of you with a clear white liquid, and you can taste the floral and fruity aroma of Cointreau orange wine and the acidity of lemon in a sip, and then taste the sweetness of rum after careful recollection.

But for vodka, a spirit-loving man, he has little interest in this mild-tasting cocktail. So after tasting it, just drink it down.

After the man counted the banknotes in the kraft paper, he made sure that they were not counterfeit and the number of banknotes was not small, and he safely stuffed them back into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"I've kept you waiting."

The man picked up the cocktail he had just made, shook his glass and asked, "What's your next job?" I need to know what my next job will be. ”

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from his side, and the man almost shook the cocktail out of the wine glass, but fortunately, the people who had become accustomed to the organization were elusive, and he quickly stabilized.

But when he heard what the people next to him said, his heart still beat faster.

"You know what? Recently, a rat has been sneaking around the organization doing shady things. Gin slowly turned his head sideways, his cold gaze swept towards the man, and asked, "Have you heard of this?" ”

The man hesitated for a moment and replied, "No, it's not very clear, I haven't heard of it." ”

"That's right..."

Seeing that Gin didn't continue to look at himself, and didn't look like he wanted to continue the topic, the man asked himself, "Then the next job is to find out that mouse?" ”

"No, who the rat is, I already have eyebrows."

"Really?"

The man obviously sensed that something was wrong, he forcibly let the bad thoughts come out of his mind to calm himself, and in order to cover up, he took a sip of the cocktail, deliberately changed the subject to look at the bartender and asked, "This wine is so delicious, what kind of cocktail is it?" ”

The bartender, who had not spoken, did not answer, and calmly wiped the wine glass in his hand.

Gin, who was sitting on the side, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he thought of something happy, and said slowly: "Rum... Served with Cointreau orange wine, and a dash of lemon juice. ”

He looked at the surprised man beside him again, pronounced the name of the cocktail, and gave him the final analysis: "X.Y.Z. cocktail, after drinking this drink, everything should be over." ”

The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried to calm himself down, perhaps just thinking too much about himself.

He sneered and put down his glass and left the bar, "Well, if you have your next job, please take care of me." ”

His eyes fell on the vodka on the empty cocktail glass in front of him, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is that good?" Eldest brother. ”

He stood up and said, "He must be the mouse, and if he is allowed to go away like this, he will probably escape." ”

Gin had a happy expression when he heard this, his eyes fell on the unfinished X.Y.Z. cocktail, and he said meaningfully, "Well, you can rest assured." ”

"Rebirth: The Great Age of Waves"

Vodka heard the hidden meaning of the big brother's words, he took off his top hat and sunglasses and sat back down on the bar chair, grinning, "Please have another drink of the same." ”

Just think of it... Send him on his way.

As soon as the X.Y.Z. cocktail was mixed again, a loud popping sound could be heard in the street not far away. The chandelier in the tavern and the bottles on the wine cabinet were shaken, and a bottle of whisky that had not been so lucky fell to the ground and shattered completely.

Chivas, Chivas Regal Scotch Whisky, is the code name for this mouse.

The sweetness of barley and the characteristic smoky smell spread through the tavern, and the vodka laughed dryly: "Hehe, this bottle won't count on our heads, will it?" ”

"Naturally, sir." The bartender couldn't help but slander in his heart: I dare to take money from the two of you because I have a bad brain, I'm afraid that there will be one less grassroots in the organization.

"Big brother, will it be too high-profile?"

Gin stood up and took out his mobile phone to edit the email, and said calmly: "Someone will deal with it." ”

Ritsu Sasashima, who was enjoying a late-night snack at the Metropolitan Police Department, received an email from Gin before he could take two bites of rice in his mouth. After seeing the contents, the parent-child rice bowl in the bowl instantly became unfragrant.

Wataru Takagi, who was also cooking, shouted after receiving the news, "Police Department! I just received the news that there was an explosion on the side of Mihua Harbor, and the current situation is unknown! ”

Yes, yes, I already know without you reminding me.

Ritsu Sasashima threw the disposable chopsticks directly into the trash can, frowned and said, "Prepare to go out of the scene, don't go to Hayasaka, help clean up the garbage and go back to rest." ”

"Huh? Good. ”

Since buying his beloved car Bugatti, Ritsu Sasashima has also restrained his behavior of rubbing his car. He drove to an alley near the port of rice and saw the black Porsche 356A parked in the port.

Pushing open the door and pacing closer, he reached out and knocked on the window glass, and when he rolled it down, Gin in the passenger seat handed out a small metal box.

"What is this?"

"A gift for the clay participants."

Ritsu Sasashima opened it and glanced inside, only to find that it was the two transactions that the mud council had recently made in Tokyo, and this kind of document was actually in Gin's hand, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Heh... Thank you for increasing my performance. ”

Gin didn't reply, and calmly lit the cigarette with the cigarette lighter in the car and rolled the window shut. After all, with his temperament, he wouldn't say the phrase "you're welcome" with a smile.

Ritsu Sasashima returned to the car and drove to the scene of the explosion, deliberately threw the box into the burning flames during the search work, and waited for the firefighters to find it from inside after the fire was extinguished.

Cases involving mud meetings will not be made public by the police. And the transaction location recorded above is enough for the police to squat and solve a road to get rich from the mud meeting, for Sasashima Ritsu... It's a real gift.

It's just that Mr. Mouse, who didn't have anything left, is a bit of a pity.

"Police Department! Found this in the ashes! Wataru Takagi held up the small metal box and said excitedly.

Ritsu Sasashima, who had already read the contents of it, still opened it, and Jun's face was full of seriousness.

"Takagi, prepare to close the team, this matter must be communicated with the above."

"Yes!"